• Rain pounded on the Earth's surface and the moon was concealed by thick dark clouds. A train raced past on the tracks with smoke pouring out of it. Fang sat in a seat by himself staring out the window. He had black hair with white streaks in them, yellow eyes that were hid behind a pair of sunglasses. He wore a black hoody with long black baggy pants, and leather gloves.
    Fang sat alone just straring out the window thinking to himself. Why am I even here. I'm endangering everyone on this train. He continued to stare out the window until he heard footsteps stop at his seat. He shifted his gaze to see a girl around his age staring at him with her violet eyes. She had long black hair with green streaks. She wore a red coat, long blue jeans, and leather boots. She smiled at him. He merely continued to stare.
    "You mind if I sit with you? All the other seats are taken."
    Fang didn't reply but he moved his belongings and allowed her to sit down. As she sat he couldn't help, but look down. He quickly looked away as she allowed her eyes to drift back to him.
    "My name's Vivian, but my friends call me Viv or Vye."
    "Hello, Vivian," he said in a rough tone.
    She paused for a moment and then spoke again. "What's your name?"
    "Fang. My name is Fang."
    "Really? That's a strange name. Do your friends call you that or something?"
    "I have no friends."
    Vivian fell quiet, but quickly spoke again. "Nice streaks. I just recently dyed my hair. When did you dye yours."
    "I didn't dye my hair," answered Fang. "It's natural."
    "Oh, ok then....So why are you on this train? I'm going to visit my grandmother.
    Fang chuckled. "So your kind of like Little Red Riding Hood."
    She looked at her coat and laughed. "Yeah, i guess you can say that. But i don't see a big bad wolf anywhere."
    Fang allowed a chuckle to escape. "You'd be surprised."
    Vivian didn't hear him. "So why are you on the train?"
    "I'm...waiting for someone."
    "A friend?"
    "Asme is far from a friend."

    Asme leaned against a tree with his arms crossed and his eyes shut. He wore a long black drench coat, leather gloves, and leather boots. His hair was short and white and he had fangs, and hid his claws with the gloves. Thoughts raced through his mind as he heard the train rapidly approaching. Fang, Fang, Fang. Not thinking things through as usual, i see. You have no idea how much trouble you have gotten these people into now.
    He eyes shot open as the train raced past him. His eyes were red. He pushed himself off the tree and began to race after it. He kept up to it without effort and managed to see Fang through a window talking to some girl.
    "You can't hide from me Fang."

    "So if you and this Asme aren't friends, then why are you waiting for him," asked Vivian.
    "I guess you can say that he is somewhat of a stalker."
    Their conversation was then cut short as a loud thud came from the ceiling of the train.
    "What was that," asked Vivian.
    Fang took a deep whiff of the air and let out a low growl. "Asme."